And Jeff? The one today is absolutely deliberate, the subtlest, most understated little tongue-in-cheek end-stop to any possible pedant's rein of terror...

Posted by rams at January 25, 2007 2:40 PM

You can even make typing errors with style!
Don't worry Joss. We love you, no matter how many times you type it's instead of its. Really, it's no big deal. As long as you keep spending time writing your books, we're happy.
And Jeff... well, never mind. :)

Yes, please keep writing books and fuggedabout the typos. I love your blog. I love your books, and in fact, after devouring your 2 novels, I am now ruined for reading any others so I eagerly await TGWSS.

Can't wait to hear what the results of the letter to EV....

Posted by Andrea at January 25, 2007 6:20 PM

OOOO-OOOO-OOOO is your letter to EV as good as this???? Eye can't weight too here it.

Dude. You were in Beers of the World and didn't tell me you were up here?

http://everything2.com/index.pl?node_id=1518311

That is the BBSF (best beer store forevah) in the universe.

Oh. Figure of speech, then. Never mind.

I hear Jeff's inner voice, I do. I see the ALL CAPS and resist the netiquette demand to tell you to STOP YELLING, because I see the raw goodness betwixt and between such offenses, not to mention the shit eating grin on my face when I'm reading anything you write (send me grocery lists, book club notes, even misdemeanor traffic tickets with your signature on em) because I know from how editors can spin such gold into even more beautiful gold and it's even more fun when you're there when it's gold and yet offensive to a middle school English teacher.

Love,
A former copy editor-turned-evil

(PS Your eight copies are, and I quote, RECEIVED. Audubon. Dudley. Eggertsville. Hamburg. Julia Reinstein (not to be confused with Anna Reinstein, which had no such luck.) Kenmore. Tonawanda. West Seneca. A whole county just brimming with Joss. And there's nobody (well, other than me, lacking that pesky book deal) I'd rather see there.)

Well I'm with DebR on the prenonfoamingatthemouth version of the letter to the EV from Hell. You know I just mis typed that VD and accidently replaced the V with the E and now I know why the EV from Hell is so preoccupied, he was using his hands for other things than turning the page in Vet school and now it is broken.

I have a bestest friend that absolutely love and adore, but she doesn't get blogs because the writting is informal, conversational, and uses words she doesn't understand. Hello! It's a blog.

Jeff breathe a little, it's a blog. (which is not what I originally wrote, but Joss says she still likes him so I be nice...er well there is a semblence of nice in there somewhere.)

Do you want my bag of lone socks? Maybe you could make some matches...

Too bad Jeff didn't leave an email. We could have sent him some gift certificates to fun places, so he could go out and have a life instead of nagging poor beleaguered writer/mother type people about their grammer (Ooh, Jeff, didn't that one STING? Zot! Made you wince).

I suppose my vocabulary correctionitis comes from 25 years of dad trying to edify his little Katie and Sammer. When they left the nest the pressure was too much. Ha!
I'm glad you are the way you are or i wouldn't almost be in tears when you tell of wee ones climbing into bed with you and scratching up your legs with toenails and such. Thanks for that.